Genre: soft (to make up for my last one)
Word count: 2.6k
*(Not proofread)*
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You're one of the company's most talented idol they have. All of the trainees constantly talk about your artwork throughout the building that's been there since you worked as a graphic designer for the company's logos for certain groups. Before you auditioned it be in a very popular group that is now your official group, you worked as a designer for the company. Mainly to edit posters and logos for groups or ads for the company. And JYP still hangs them up in remembrance of your first job.
However, graphic design felt...different from real art.
Your artwork started off as small little doodles on the sides of your test papers when you finished before the other students, and then your little sketches gradually got more and more detailed as the years went on.
So that's when you decided to make it a real hobby. Meaning, doing art everyday and sharing tips with your fans over social media. And of course, you naturally got even better over the years of doing art.
...
You gently swished your brush around in the dirty paint water you had just recently applied to your painting. Taking the 'cleaned' brush out of the water, you gently tapped the excess of the liquid out so the color wouldn't be too watery. You slowly swiped a darker yellow color from the palette and applied it to your canvas.
You had just recently visited Jeju Island with your band mates for filming, but due to your busy schedule you couldn't do what you wanted to. Which was roam around the island and paint every beautiful piece of scenery your eyes laid on. So you did the only thing you could. Take pictures of the scenery you wanted to paint back at home.
So now, you're painting a beautiful pink and yellow sunset on the last night of being in Jeju Island.
You tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear that slid across your cheek, getting in your way of painting the sunset. You were half way done with the sunset portion which was the last of the painting. You bent your neck back down, sliding the yellow on your brush back across the canvas to create the ombré affect of the sky in the picture on your phone screen.
"Hey Hyung-" a voice suddenly called out but quickly stopped talking after spotting you.
You suddenly looked up at one of Chan's fellow members standing in the door with wide eyes and a red blush spreading across his cheeks from embarrassment. Then you realized that it was Hwang Hyunjin to be more specific.
"Oh- I'm sorry, I thought Chan Hyung was in here," Hyunjin said in a hurry, reaching for the door knob to quickly shut himself out and cut his humiliation short.
You let out a soft laugh, holding the door open for him to come inside.
"It's okay," you motioned to the sofa for him to sit on behind your chair. Hyunjin nervously stepped back inside and sat down on the far end of the sofa.
You and Hyunjin had both talked off camera quite a few times. Most of the times you only got to see him were when both of your groups had to switch after using the only practice room the company has. You eventually got to exchange numbers just the day before leaving for Jeju Island, but because of your schedule, you weren't able to contact him. To be honest, it made you a little sad.
"Chan offered me his room since I can't use the practice room," you said sheepishly, spinning the chair around to face Hyunjin. His face automatically dropped with relief knowing that he wasn't going crazy.
"Ah," Hyunjin let out a relieved chuckle, nodding his head.
You took that opportunity to glance at the black bag he had slung around his shoulder. You pointed to it.
"What's in there?" you questioned with a slight tilt to your head.
Hyunjin's eyes snapped down to his bag after following the direction of your finger. "Oh, this?"
You gave him a nod and smiled at his cuteness. Hyunjin took the strap off of his shoulder and pulled out a photography camera. It was rather big, too. Your eyes suddenly went wide in surprise.
"I didn't know you were into photography," you said with your mouth wide open, sliding off of the chair to the empty seat on the sofa next to Hyunjin to examine the camera.
It truly intrigued you. Maybe you should get one of those for the future? Your phone camera doesn't do the colors of nature justice. And not to mention, you love doing photography even if it isn't just for painting or sketching out on paper.
Hyunjin watched you hold and inspect his camera with a smile on his face, finding it adorable how interested you were in something of his. Something in his heart tweaked with excitement knowing the possibility of you liking photography as well as him.
"This is heavy- you don't get tired carrying this?" you questioned with curious eyes, looking up at Hyunjin who was already looking down at you.
He let out a small laugh and shook his head no, holding his hand out to retrieve his camera back in which you temporarily stole from him. You gently placed it back in his larger hands and watched him stuff it back into his back.
"If you aren't busy tomorrow..." Hyunjin's voice trailed off with thought. It was as if he was debating saying something on his mind or not.
You furrowed your eyebrows at him as you set your hands down on your lap.
"I could show you how to take pictures?" Hyunjin finally spoke out, raising his eyebrows in anticipation of waiting for your answer.
Your face lit up with excitement.
"I would love that!" you exclaimed with a smile, watching his lips curve into one as well.
He nodded his head and swung his bag back over his shoulder. "Meet me on the roof tomorrow night, 7:30pm,"
You watched him stand up and you quickly did, too. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned your way.
"And uh..try not to get caught going up the roof stairs," Hyunjin added as he poked his head back into the room from behind the door.
"Why?" you asked him, pinching your eyebrows together with confusion.
Hyunjin slowly smiled and stood up straight, reaching for the door handle.
"Let's just say...Seungmin wasn't just in the building," Hyunjin grinned and left the conversation at that.
You couldn't help but laugh at the horrible reference Hyunjin just made, and the fact that you understood it.
...
Hyunjinnie
Coast is clear
You found yourself smiling at your phone like an idiot at only his text message, but you quickly stopped once you realized your band mates were around you in the practice room.
You tucked your phone into your pocket and got up to your feet, fixing your shirt and dusting yourself off.
"I'm going to the bathroom, Unnie," you said to no one in particular since you were the youngest of them all.
"Okay!" they all chimed simultaneously as if it were planned, then resumed to doing their own thing which consisted of either laying with each other on the floor or one-upping each other in a high note contest.
You smiled and shook your head at their childishness and pushed the door open that led out to the hall.
With only a few turns in different hallways and an elevator ride, you made it to the roof doors. Nobody was guarding it so it was pretty easy getting there.
You pushed the two heavy doors open with all of your body weight, and practically stumbled out onto the roof. Once you gained your balance back, you looked around to see no Hyunjin. You shut the roof door as quietly as possible and peaked around the wall, finally spotting him on the other side of the roof facing toward the sunset.
"There you are," you let out an exhausted sigh after the short lived adventure you had by just going up the roof stairs.
Hyunjin turned around and gave you a big smile with his eyes turning into pretty little crescents. You approached the edge of the roof where he had your painting and drawing utensils laid out on a little table with two chairs placed beside each other. And of course, he was holding his camera down at his side.
Your heart began beating faster at the cute little scene he made for the two of you.
"How did you get my things?" you asked with visible confusion, glancing down in front of you at your paint brushes and canvases on the white folding table.
Hyunjin let out a soft laugh, "I may have asked Chan for assistance,"
You looked up at him with a big smile.
"Come over here," Hyunjin waved his hand at you to go over to him, holding his camera up at the sunset.
You didn't hesitate to go over to him at the edge of the roof. He placed his camera in your hands and readjusted your hold on it to have more of a better angle in the frame. Why is your heart beating so fast?
You watched him closely as he stood beside you, bending down to your height as he instructed you on how to hold the camera correctly and how to use it.
"Like this?" you questioned with your eyebrows raised his way, unsure if the way you were holding the camera would lead to you accidentally dropping it.
Hyunjin let out a small chuckle and rushed his hands up to hold yours for more strength on holding the camera. You could feel the blood rushing to your face as his cologne suddenly hit you in the nose. He was making you so nervous with how close he was to you, but why?
"There you go!" Hyunjin exclaimed with a big smile, stepping away from you with a proud look on his face.
A smile quickly appeared on your lips, looking over to him. God, he was picture-perfect. Your innocent smile quickly turned mischievous as you turned the camera his way, taking a picture of the beautiful boy. He tried covering his face with his hands and a flustered squeal, but your fingers were quick to click the picture button.
"Ha! I got it!" you exclaimed with an even bigger smile, taking the camera away from your face as you hunched over to see your beautiful photography skills.
"That's not the sunset!" Hyunjin protested with a childish whine, quickly running over to you to steal his camera back.
His hand tried swiping the camera from your grip, but you were quick to turn the other way so your back was facing him. The picture finally showed up after a few seconds.
Your smile dropped at his natural beauty. You stood there, just deciphering the picture in awe. The way he was looking at you in the photo made your heart flutter. He, too, was staring in awe.
At you.
You only laughed it off and handed his camera back to him.
"I'll paint you," you said bluntly. His eyes then went big and shot up to meet yours.
"What-"
"I don't want to draw the sunset. I did that last night," you replied with a smile, walking past him over to one of the chairs at the table.
Hyunjin watched you with confusion as you rolled up your sleeves, getting ready to paint even without the picture because you could remember it so vividly. You looked up at him, shooting him a look that told him to sit down beside you. He didn't hesitate to go over and sit down in the seat.
This isn't what he had in mind. But he liked it.
"You're too picture-perfect to not paint," you spoke confidently, already sketching out the mental picture you took of the boy.
Hyunjin's heart began racing, and he couldn't help but slowly smile to himself. He watched you closely as you focused on sketching his portrait on the canvas in front of you. He studied how your eyebrows constantly pinched together whenever you concentrated on a new area in the sketch. The way you brushed away your eraser shavings off of the table and managed to flick the pencil back to normal to resume sketching as if you hadn't stopped.
And you noticed him out of the corner of your eye the whole time. But you didn't want to disrupt his trance on you, so you continued to concentrate.
You finally moved onto the painting part. Hyunjin made himself comfortable in his chair and managed to subconsciously move closer to you as you worked. The air was filled with a comfortable silence, as well.
He was completely submersed in admiration for you. You captured the picture practically perfectly from just your mental image of it.
Just as you were finishing up the painting, you felt your phone begin to buzz like crazy. Your eyes suddenly went wide.
"Uh oh." you said with big eyes, staring off in front of you.
Hyunjin quickly sat up and unraveled his legs from a criss-cross position on the chair, looking at you with the same face but with confusion rather than fear. You reached into your back pocket and pulled your phone out to see your oldest band mate trying to FaceTime you.
"UH OH!" you exclaimed louder, not knowing what to do.
"What?! Don't say uh-oh and not explain!!" Hyunjin exclaimed dramatically, jumping up to his feet.
You too stood up and waited for your band mate to give up on the call. Once she finally did, you let out a sigh and looked up at Hyunjin.
"I never told them that I was coming out here, they must be worried," you finally explained, looking back down at your phone in your hands.
Hyunjin let out a relieved sigh, sitting back down in his chair with a plop.
"You made me worried! I thought you messed something up or there was a bug!" Hyunjin exclaimed. You suddenly broke out into laughter and he did too after realizing how childish he sounded.
You finally caught your breath and let out a disappointed sigh, allowing your phone to slide back down into your pocket.
"I should head back..." your voice trailed off, watching him get disappointed in only a second but he understood.
"Do you want to take this?" Hyunjin asked, holding the wet canvas of your fresh Hyunjin portrait up to you.
You smiled at him and shook your head. "You keep it."
Hyunjin suddenly puffed his bottom lip out as he jokingly pouted at you.
"You don't want one picture of me?" he questioned with a small tilt to his head.
"Why own a picture when I have the Hwang Hyunjin in real life?" you asked back, slowly turning your lips into a smile as you watched Hyunjin's face turn slightly red.
You quickly turned around and began grabbing your things and shoving them into the bag that Hyunjin brought them up in. Before you left, you grabbed a sharpie and wrote 'Y/n<3Picture-perfect' on the back of the portrait with a smile.
"We should do this again," you furrowed your eyebrows at Hyunjin, holding your bag down at your side.
His lips curved into a smile as he nodded. "I think we should, too."
You gave him one last gorgeous smile before approaching the doors and disappearing down back into the building. Hyunjin sat in his chair, still smiling to himself at the doors. His eyes then flickered to what you wrote on the portrait, finding his face beginning to feel warm again.
"Picture-perfect..." he read allowed with a disbelieved laugh.
A/n: sorry I haven't been updating and posting! I had writers block 🤪